First off, I apologize to my friends and roleplay partners who've been left hanging. Any desire to cancel old threads is completely understandable.

I've been struggling with a serious health issue the past several months. There was a long period where things would seem to improve only to relapse, delaying things further. All that aside, just wanted to let people know I'm around again and to contact me via PM or Trillian - ironsoldier, if anyone wants to get things going again.

No Disqualification Hentai MatchVictory Conditions: Each wrestlers have to strip their opponent first, before they force the other girl to beg to be allowed to cum.Forced orgasm doesn't count as a fall.

"Well... isn't this such an interesting match..." Azami said to herself in front of a mirror in the changing room as she fixed her outfit. "Not that I mind, though," she added with a smile on her face.

Whoever she was going to face, the blue haired girl could already feel that it's going to be a wonderful match. As she tighten the strap on her waist, she heard a knock on the door followed by a staff voice telling her that it's about time. Azami took one last look over her shoulder to the mirror to make sure everything was set before she opened her fan and walked out to the stage. The lights in the area were already off a moment before [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aQn5lN3GSjc:3h2wva9t]her music[/url:3h2wva9t] played over the speakers. A spotlight would brighten the entrance as the Tsuki-hime made her way through the ramp, earning some cheers from the crowds. It was only her second match so she hadn't really got herself a lot of fans. However she thought that would change by the end of this match. The stipulations itself was too tempting to be passed on for the spectators, she was sure of it.

Azami kept her fan in front of her mouth as she elegantly went through the corner steps and slipped herself between the ropes, before walking towards the center of the ring. Once she was there, the blue haired girl would swing both of her arms wide before bowing slightly to the crowds. For tonight's occasion, she wore her usual dark blue short kimono without the sleeves, since she thought they'd only get in a way. Just to try intimidating whoever she's going to face, the Tsuki-hime let her short kimono showed a bit of her cleavage. It's a hentai match anyways. Azami also made her magenta dress shorter this time to allow herself an extra piece of clothing without having too much difficulties moving around. A pair of pink ribbons decorated her hair, while on her feet she wore a pair of white socks along with her traditional sandals. She would then move towards the edge of the ring to wait for her opponent to come, covering her lower face with her fan again.

When she heard about the upcoming match, Hitomi did a double take. She had not much experience in hentai matches, and though she did not feel much shame in doing such a fight it wasn't anything she was used to. The girl she was pitted against was a relative newcomer, which helped her confidence somewhat. It wasn't like she was going to fight against some of the sex-crazed demonesses in this league, and Hitomi hoped that this would be a rather even matchup. Either way, she felt confident she was going to put on a good show for the crowd, and whether her opponent liked it or not Azami was going to participate in Hitomi's performance.

Being a mid-card wrestler, Hitomi would not have had the number of fans that she did if it wasn't for her artistic performances. The idol stepped out, dressed in her elaborate wrestling attire, holding her fan in front of her face. A shower of cherry blossoms fell from the ceiling as the twangs of a koto filled the arena, playing an old Japanese folk song. Through the song and the falling blossoms, lit by an ambient pink light, Hitomi performed a carefully choreographed traditional Japanese dance. It was slow and flowing, matching the tone of the song, and finished with Hitomi half-kneeling on the ground, head down, with pink cherry blossoms surrounding her. The crowd broke out into applause as Hitomi straightened up, raised her hand and gave the crowd a wave, before running down into the ring. She stepped in through the middle ropes, taking a second to make sure her costume was ok before facing her opponent.

Azami and Hitomi seemed to have the same taste in their choice of costume, with the stylized traditional kimono of Azami and the modified dancer's garb of Hitomi. They even both carried a fan with them. The idol felt a little non-plussed, to see her opponent facing her dressed in such a way. No doubt it was a bit surprising for Azami as well. There was one good thing to come of this; both girls knew how to tie and untie the obi sash they wore around their waists, so stripping each other wouldn't be such a difficult affair. Hitomi decided to be polite, and hopefully Azami would be too.

Azami's blue eyes widen a bit as her would be opponent made such a flashy entrance. A smile appeared behind her fan as she thought that the girl would surely make an interesting opponent. She was kind of wondering whether this meeting between two girl who liked to wear traditional outfit was a coincidence or not. Azami would suspect the later, though, since the higher ups must have known about the wrestler's background and such. The blue haired girl was kinda impressed with Hitomi's elegance, although she tried not to let it show on her face.

"Konbawa, Fujishima-san. It such a pleasure to meet a beauty like yourself," Azami replied politely, lowering her fan and bowed herself slightly. "Please call me Tsuki, or Tsuki-hime if you like, hohoho~" she said in a teasing manner, placing one hand in front of her mouth as she laughed softly. "I am ready, and looking forwards to an exciting match. I hope it's the same for you."

Shortly after their greetings, Azami would fold her fan and slipped it in the strap behind her waist. She would look at Hitomi for a bit, trying to observe her would be opponent while keeping a pleasant expression on her face. Being polite was a natural thing for the blue haired girl. Her family was quite old fashioned afterwards, although her parents weren't as strict as the rest of their family members.

"Tsuki-hime? Well, aren't you full of yourself," Hitomi thought with a wry smile. Plenty of wrestlers and performers had egos that went to their heads, and Hitomi was quite used to meeting people that actually thought they were princesses. It was always amusing though, and people with big egos also tended to be very stubborn fighters. Hitomi didn't mind losing so much, but this Tsuki-hime standing before her probably didn't share her more open-minded views. Not that Hitomi was going to throw this match, far from it. She wanted to push this princess's boundaries and see just how noble and virtuous she can be while lying on her back, stripped naked, and moaning in pleasure.

"Very well hime-sama," Hitomi said, matching the polite mannerisms of Azami, "It is an honor to face a beauty like you, and I hope that no matter what happens we can remain friendly." No point in trying to make enemies after all. Hitomi folded up her fan as well, and stowed it behind her own sash, underneath the enormous bow she tied behind her back. The idol waited for the bell to ring before stepping out of her corner to challenge Tsuki.

When the bell rang, Hitomi stepped out right to the center of the ring, expecting Tsuki to meet her there. She raised her hands in a challenge, starting off in a rather traditional way with a test of strength, raising her hands while smiling at the princess in a challenging way as if Hitomi was already starting to test her opponent's supposed authority.

"Why, thank you for the kind words, Fujishima-san," Azami replied with a pleasant smile. "Don't worry, I'll be nice as long as you submit to me, hohoho~" she added before giving a teasing wink to the girl.

Azami wasn't exactly an arrogant person, but for some reason she liked to pretend to be one from time to time, especially in a fight. The wry smile on Hitomi's face she spotted earlier was the kind of reaction she's expecting, although it did felt good when the girl called her hime-sama. It might surprise Hitomi later when she found out that Azami wasn't exactly the traditional princess type, or so she thought. When the bell rang to signal the start of the match, the Tsuki-hime would also come to the center of the ring and locked hands with her opponent. The blue haired girl was also smiling at Hitomi, albeit in a teasing manner.

"Let's have some fun together..." she would say as she begin to push the girl with all her might, trying to get their faces close to each other.

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Hitomi raised her eyebrow as she faced Azami. She certainly wasn't going to submit without a serious fight. Azami would have to completely beat Hitomi's spirit into the ground before the proud idol would give in to her opponent, no matter how strong she actually was. They locked hands, and Hitomi began to push against Azami to see just who was the stronger one.

"Yes, let's," Hitomi said as she pushed. She didn't really know what to make of her opponent, thinking that perhaps she was the cute traditional type, but then correcting herself as she thought of what kind of match this was, and how Tsuki-hime seemed very comfortable with it. She didn't think the girl had much experience in hentai wrestling, but maybe she lacked a sense of shame. All that would be tested with what Hitomi did next.

Eager to take the initiative, Hitomi stepped in, pushing not just forward but outward with her arms in an attempt to force their arms out to the sides, while her body pushed in and she attempted to press their bodies together in a much closer and more complete test of strength. Azami was a bit taller than Hitomi, so the idol had to try and push down as well so their faces were level, and more importantly their breasts were level as Hitomi attempted to pit her bust right up against her opponents in a sexy challenge.

Azami could sense that Hitomi was pretty even in the terms of physical strength, if not slightly stronger. She didn't think of it as a big problem for her, though and as her opponent began to push outwards, the blue haired girl decided to play the girl's game. As their breasts began to press up against each others, Azami let out a soft moan, almost breathing it into Hitomi's face as their faces were close now.

The situation was anything than embarrassing for the blue haired girl. Sexual contacts weren't alien to Azami, even if she picked a nickname like Tsuki-hime. If her ring name made her opponent think that she was a traditional and lady-like girl, then she had successfully fooled them. Hitomi was about to find more about Azami's wild side too with what she had in mind. The blue haired girl would try to lean closer into the idol's face, so she could attempt giving her opponent a soft kiss to see her reaction. If she could distract Hitomi a bit with her little trick, Azami would then try to slip her hands free from her opponent so she could try wrapping her arms around the idol's chest for a bearhug.

Hitomi was being quite forward, but it was a test to see Azami's reaction. The girl responded in kind And pushed her substantial chest up against Hitomi's, matching her breast for breast. Through the material covering her chest Hitomi barely felt Azami's breasts, which was a littl disappointing considering she really did want to "get to know" this girl a bit better. As of now all she knew was that the princess act did not include any kind of shyness.

Further confirmation came from Azami's actions. The girl leaned in and kissed Hitomi's lips, making the idol falter for a second as she enjoyed her opponent's soft lips. Hitomi broke her grip willingly as she was eager to move to the next step as well. When Azami broke the kiss and wrapped her arms around Hitomi, the idol responded in kind, hugging Azami around the waist tightly and keeping them both pressed together.

"You're very forward as well," Hitomi replied, "Not very proper of you hime-sama." She chided Azami teasingly, before leaning in to kiss the girl once more as she tightened her grip on Azami, feeling the pressure the girl was putting on her back and responding in kind by squeezing Azami's waist, making their busts press so tightly against one another that there was only room for one pair of breasts. Hitomi sucked in a deep breath, expanding her chest and challenging Azami to a breast on breast duel.

Azami let out another soft moan as Hitomi hugged her too, pressing their breasts together even more. It seemed that her opponent was one of a kind with herself, who masked her personality with a traditional dressings. She's getting curious to know the idol better now. She would let Hitomi kiss her again, but this time, Azami would try to use her tongue to play with her opponent's as well, making both girls engaged in a passionate kissing on top of their breasts mashing and squeezing.

"Mmm~" she let out into Hitomi's mouth as she squeezed the girl's waist tighter.

The blue haired girl, however, wouldn't be satisfied with getting intimate with her opponent. As she kissed and squeezed the idol, Azami would try to use her hand to slowly undo Hitomi's obi. It would take some time, but the point was to be discreet.

Hitomi's gentle lips pressed up against Azami's as they shared a mutual kiss, and soon they were making out as both girls attempted to arouse the other more. They were pressed up so tight against one another that Hitomi could feel Azami's breasts even through the fabris of their tops. She didn't know Azami was going after her obi already. It was tightly wound and tied into a complicated knot, and was covered by the second sash that Hitomi wore in a big bow around her waist, but it wouldn't be a match for Azami, who obviously know how to tie her own. Hitomi didn't pay attention, focused as she was on her next step.

"Mmm..." Hitomi moaned before she broke the kiss. She looked into her opponent's eyes with her fierce gaze. "Time to up the stakes!" With that, Hitomi tightened her grip and pulled upwards, trying to squeeze Azami in a tight bear hug around the waist and lift her off the mat! Hitomi didn't know how much Azami weighed but it couldn't have been too much. She felt confident that she could pull this off.